Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that is now stalking you.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A reassuringly optimistic dog
A beehive
A fax sent by a samurai to Abraham Lincoln
A Type II Phaser
A Toilet
A Good Man
A partridge in a pear tree
A speckled blue eggshell, abandoned
A Memo Pad
A Mat of Dryer Lint

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